Dawn ,'The Killer In Me'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, flaming otters, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I just walked by a first-floor apartment window with the lights blazing and the couple inside having sexual intercourse! I mean, really. Who does that anymore?!
In other news, the burgers at JG Melon are so good we ordered a third one to share after finishing two. Did you go, Jesse?
That is too funny, bon bon. Both the what AND your response.
Shared burgers are romantic. And I'm not being flip.
Went to the centre. Watched rather than train, since I'd overestimated my betterness. Stopped one guy from buying krav panties for his honey, so I know I did well.
Why do I think krav panties are too funny? I guess it's the idea that you (the universal you, not any you in particular) could be all stealth-krav-chick in your krav panties and the poor guy would never know what hit him until... well...
Not only do I have krav panties, I have capoeira panties. The krav ones are both prettier and more comfortable. I know one guy who finds that hot. He's very far away.
My cable's fucked again. Why did it have to fix itself so I cancelled the repairman and then jack itself up again?
Okay, what happened in the last fifteen minutes of GG? I got glimpses of visuals of Huntzberger Sr showing up, but I don't know what happened from Lorelei and Luke talking in the bedroom when he reassures her about the wedding. In fact, the line at the end of the scene where she says something about the necklace was garbled. I managed to pick up that the wedding announcement had gone out. But that's it.
¿Que pasa?
Em is finally saying "mama" on a regular basis, wihtout prompting. Took her forever, it seems. She has had "daddy" down for months and she has been saying "UP!" for a few weeks. Now we have added "please" and "Thank you".
We also seem to have lost "shit", so I think we'll be grateful for that and continue the watching of the mouths.
I love it when she just babbles. And sings to her baby.
I love it when she just babbles. And sings to her baby.
Oh. So that's what it feels like to have the ovaries say "Want!" It's the singing bit that does it.
Still, my biological clock seems mostly set to feline, because I go nearly helpless with longing whenever I see kittens.
And sings to her baby.
Ow.
Isaac watched him as he washed bottles and nipples and sterilized and made the formula. Then Isaac looked at his Dad and offered him a suggestion: "Mama."
Hee! That's funny!